When she goes she's gone
   If she stays she stays here
   The girl does what she wants to do
   She knows what she wants to do
   And I know I'm fakin' it
   I'm not really makin' it
  
   I'm such a dubious soul
   And a walk in the garden
   Wears me down
   Tangled in the fallen vines
   Pickin' up the punch lines
   I've just been fakin' it
   Not really makin' it (No, no, no, no.)
  
   Is there any danger?
   No, no, not really
   Just lean on me
   Take the time to treat your friendly neighbours honestly
   I've just been fakin' it
   Not really makin' it
   This feeling of fakin' it
   I still haven't shaken it
  
   Prior to this lifetime
   I surely was a tailor
   Look at me
  
   (Good morning, Mr. Leach, have you had a busy day?)
   I owe a tailor's face and hands
   I know I'm fakin' it
   I'm not really makin' it
   This feeling of fakin' it
   I still haven't shaken it
   Shaken it
   I know I'm fakin' ti
   I'm not really makin' it